Sing of
all the pleasures of the season!Each moment sing as time awaits your song!All your senses savor, with good reason,Such delights as will not last for long.Open up your heart to love and laughter!Nor need you mourn who've fallen by the way.Sing, and put aside what you are after,Giving to sweet revelry its day!Reason not with winter but remember:Each moment is a canticle to being.Even in the dark month of December,This tiny cosmos is well worth the seeing.Into now pour all your joy and sorrow,Nor ought you stint on anything you feel,Giving all your caution to tomorrow,Singing, singing that your heart might
heal.